Instead I make powerpoints and lots and lots of words. Thousands of words. And hundreds of slides.
But nothing of me.
In five more sleeps there will be something of me.
Promise.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
To paint or not to paint
I think part of the reason I'm so whatever it is I am, is that I haven't made one thing forever. And by thing I mean artwork thing. I made a stupid thing for someone a few weeks ago - but that doesn't count. I have ideas to do things, but no time. I'm scared to do things, because if I do I'll be even busier. But if I don't do things I'm not really me. But then I don't feel like doing things because I don't feel quite like me.
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Yeah, I feel I haven't had the time for anything creative either. I was working on something a month ago, but I missed the deadline and it wasn't really working out anyway.
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